I met a Jewish girl who went to Aish at a bar and I bought her some drinks and I drove her home and she was telling me about this Strippercise class she was taking and then we got back to her place and she blew me off. We went out once more. She blew me off. She went on to a variety of fractious relationships. She’s still single 25 years later.
* I wonder what it means to not meet the editorial standards of the Huffington Post? Not enough nip slips?
